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🎮 It did not suggest any overwhelming impatience. “Yes,” she answered. “In case you haven’t married yourself, and forgotten all about me.” “I am only at the end of a journey when you need me,” he had answered, and they had kissed. And next morning she returned to her own life.!

🏆 Poor fellow! She had come to understand that feeling. After all, it wasn’t altogether his fault that they had met. And she had been so cross to him! He laughed. “Don’t be surprised,” he said, “if I make a mistake occasionally and call you Lena.”!

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